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Beastiality 15 – Bob Gets More Active

Molly was getting Max, the new black Labrador used to having his penis touched when the land line phone rang.

“I’ll get it,” Bob called out, walking into the room. “I see your hands are busy.”

Molly stuck out her tongue, playfully, and returned her focus to her canine companion. “See Max? Molly won’t hurt you. Molly will make you feel good,” she crooned softly. In response, Max thumped his tail on the floor, and finally rested his head down, less wary now.

Molly continued her gentle, whispering strokes on the small amount of his cock that was unsheathed. She also petted Max’s head, and stroked his back and belly, things designed to keep him calm and trusting. His brief training session for the day was almost completed. She didn’t want to overdo it – too much, too fast, could irritate him. It was better leaving him wanting a little more each time.

Ceasing her stroking, and resting her hand on his withers, she complimented him, “Good boy, Max.” Turning her attention to Bob’s side of the conversation, it quickly became obvious to her that he was speaking with Sarah. Part of it was his tone of voice, and part of it was the growing bulge in his shorts.

“If that’s really Sarah, this may be an opportune time to ask her those questions,” she thought. She waved her free hand to get Bob’s attention.

“Yes, Molly?” Bob inquired as he covered the mouthpiece with his hand.

“Is that Sarah, Bob?

“Yes. Why?” he asked.

“If she has a few minutes, I’d like to ask her a couple of things when you two are done talking,” Molly explained.

“Oh. OK. I’ll check,” he responded with a smile. “Sarah, will you have time to speak to Molly for a few minutes when we’re done?” he said into the now uncovered mouthpiece. Listening, he looked back at Molly and nodded with a smile. He returned his concentration to his conversation with her. Molly took Max out to the kennels in the back yard, and retrieved Rex, a Great Dane, leading him into the house for his turn at training.

As she entered, Bob spoke into the phone, “Yes, here she is.” Holding out the phone to Molly, he said, “Sarah has time to talk now.”

“Thanks, Bob.” Taking the phone from him, she greeted Sarah, “Hi Sarah! How are you doing? How’s your relative coming along?” Bob began working with Rex, reinforcing the ‘sit’, ‘side’, and ‘stand’ commands.

After catching up with Sarah’s current status and familial situations, and relating how the dog training was coming along, Molly steered the conversation to her real reason for wishing to speak with Sarah. “Sarah, I realize that you told Bob to ask me to fill in for you here while you were gone. Thanks, by the way. I really needed the job, and working with the dogs is actually fun.”

“No problem, Molly. You’re welcome. Bob and I knew we needed someone, shall we say ‘kinky’, to take on that job. I knew from some of Bob’s tales about your adventures that you’d be perfect.”

Molly felt her face warm from a gentle blush. “Yes, Bob said that I’m as kinky as you are.”

“Oh, he did, did he? Only ‘as kinky’? We might have to have a contest, to settle that,” Sarah teased.

Molly laughed. “Any time. You name it.” She was feeling more comfortable getting to her main point. “I admit I was surprised to see a photo of me and Bob on display in your living room.”

“Why, Molly? I know you and Bob were lovers, and I’m not jealous of that at all. Besides, in my opinion, you’re a lovely woman. I think I enjoy looking at the picture as much as Bob does.”

Molly’s blush deepened at hearing Sarah’s compliment. Gathering her courage, she went on, “Bob even said that you’d… that you’d like to… ummm… get together with me sometime?”

“‘Get together with you’ – that was his wording?” Sarah giggled merrily. “What a turn of phrase! He probably meant that I told him I’d love to strip you naked and have hot, nasty sex with you, Molly.”

“You… you really would?” Molly almost squeaked.

“Absolutely, if you’re up for it, honey. I’m licking my lips just thinking about it. Since we’re being bold, speaking openly about it, what do you think?”

“I think,” Molly began. “I think I can’t wait for you to get home, Sarah! I hope it’s soon.”

“Well yes. Errrr… Sarah, I know Bob is yours. I’ve no doubts in my mind about that. And I don’t want to come between you two, or in any way damage your relationship. But…” Molly’s voice trailed off as she hesitated.

“But,” Sarah chimed in. “But, you’d like to jump in the sack with him? Honey, I’m surprised he hasn’t dragged you into our bedroom yet. The man has needs. You and I both know that. I don’t mind you having sex with him in the least. I’m just sorry I’m not there to join you in a threesome… yet.”

Molly pictured the three of them in bed together. All that naked flesh rubbing together. The kissing, licking, sucking, fingering, fucking. Her knees went weak.

“Molly, you still there?” Sarah asked with a smile in her voice.

“Yes. Yes, I’m still here. Sorry, I just got a mental flash of the three of us having sex. Wow,” she ended in a throaty whisper.

Sarah giggled. “Wow, indeed. For a moment, I thought maybe you stopped talking because your mouth was full of Bob’s cock. Speaking of whom, please let me speak with him again. And remember, you’ve my blessing. Go get him, girl!”

“Thanks Sarah. I look forward to trying to make you very happy when you get back home here. Bye for now. Here’s Bob,” she said, as she handed the phone back to him.

As Bob listened to Sarah, Molly turned to Rex. “Rex, side,” she commanded. The obedient dog immediately flopped over on his side and slid perhaps half his cock forward from its sheath. Even half his cock was daunting – Great Danes are indeed well endowed. Molly began stroking his cock, enjoying its warm, smooth texture. She heard Bob say a loving goodbye to Sarah, and blushed prettily, thinking over how bluntly forthright she’d been in speaking with her. But she had to know if Sarah agreed with what Bob had intimated.

Bob walked close to her, stooped down and chuckled, “So. You wanted her permission to have sex with me?”

Molly swallowed hard, and couldn’t make eye contact. “Well. Ummm… I sorta… That is… Fucking the dogs is great, but…” she stuttered. She thought to herself, “Why, oh why am I so tongue-tied about this? Speaking with Sarah seemed so easy.” She inhaled, and caught Bob’s spicy, masculine scent, since he was so close. “Oh. Sarah is states away, and he’s right next to me. That makes a big difference,” she informed herself, mentally.

“Fucking the dogs is great, but you want a human cock, once in a while? Specifically, my cock?” Bob asked, smiling broadly. He was reveling in this.

Since the words were now hanging in the space between them, Molly finally turned to look at him and simply said, “Yes.” She watched his expression, and was relieved to see it transform from amusement to tenderness.

“I’d…” Bob started. He cleared his throat, which suddenly was blocked by emotion. “I’d like that, too. You’re even more lovely than I remembered when we were together.”

“You’re aware that I have no intentions of taking Sarah’s place in your affections, right?” Molly asked, wanting to clarify the ground rules.

“Quite aware… love. Please don’t freak out if I use terms of endearment, though. I have fond memories of our times together, and you have a piece of my heart, but Sarah has, and will have, the lion’s share,” Bob said softly.

Molly was amazed to hear a male speak so openly about his thoughts and feelings. She figured it had to be due to the bond they had forged together long ago, and she was not about to question it. “OK, as long as that’s understood. Sarah indicated she wants us in a threesome when she gets back, and I want to have a clear conscience, if that happens.”

Bob heard the magic word ‘threesome’ and groaned softly, as the crotch of his pants slowly tented.

Molly saw that result and impishly whispered the word ‘threesome’ with her most sensuous voice.

Bob groaned again, and had to stand up to try to untangle his now swollen cock from his underwear, pulling his pants this way and that.

Still fondling Rex’s cock, Molly intoned, “Awww. Does Bob have a stiffie?” and broke into a giggle.

“It’s not funny,” he responded with mock seriousness. “It’s hard to untangle this thing,” he said, still pulling at his clothing.

“I have an idea that will make it easy, Bob. Just take your pants off.” Her final sentence was said with a challenging voice.

“Oh yeah?” he replied in kind. “I think I will. So there.” So saying, he carefully unzipped his fly and lowered his pants.

Molly laughed to see that his erection was indeed well tangled in his underpants. She watched as he carefully fished his rod of flesh free, finally lowering the offending underpants and stepping out of them.

“Are you laughing at this?” Bob said, pointing at his cock.

“Oh no, Sir,” Molly replied humbly. “This girl was only laughing at the way your clothing seemed to want to keep it captive.” After a pause, she added, “My mouth feels the same way.”

“Oho!” he practically chortled, getting into the game. “So you want this in your mouth, do you?”

Turned on by Bob’s partial nudity, and by the throbbing dog cock in her hand, Molly slowly nodded.

“Oh no,” Bob informed her. “You have to do better than that. Tell me clearly that you want this dick in your mouth, my little slut.”

Molly felt a shiver of thrill race through her at being called a slut in such a loving, passionate manner. “Please Sir,” she began, “would you deign to place your magnificent erection in my slutty mouth?”

He pondered a moment, rubbing his chin. “Well, since you asked so humbly…” He stepped close and slid his cock toward her lips, which immediately parted to accept it. Once the cock was well inside, her lips closed on it, and she began sucking greedily.

Even after a year or more, his taste was familiar. The slit in the head of his cock was as sensitive as she recalled, making him jerk each time her tongue tip probed it. His precum juices started flowing soon after her sucking began, and she hummed happily as she drank them. Her hands were still caressing Rex’s cock, which was now fully exposed and engorged.

For his part, Bob had removed his shirt as Molly serviced him orally, and now stood nude. This was a turnabout – Molly clothed, but Bob naked. He was making happy sounds of satisfaction as he gently fucked her sucking mouth. His sounds turned to a mild exasperation as Molly pulled her head back, leaving his wet cock bobbing in the air of the room.

“Rex is ready, Bob, and is being very patient with us. It’s time I sucked his cock,” she reminded him. When she saw the resigned expression on his face, she winked. “Wouldn’t you rather bury that lovely dick in my pussy, instead?”

“Hell yes!” he cried. Rex pricked up his ears at the sudden exclamation.

“Then please help me out of this dress,” she begged. “I left it on because Rex’s training schedule states he’s only supposed to cum in my mouth today.”

Bob carefully unzipped her dress, and helped her pull her free arm out of its sleeve. She switched the hand caressing Rex’s cock so her other arm could be similarly freed. Molly rose to a bending position, one hand and both feet planted on the floor, other hand still stroking the dog’s cock, as Bob worked the dress down over her butt to pool at her feet. She cautiously stepped out of it, keeping her balance.

Kneeling again, Molly positioned herself on all fours, bent her head down to Rex’s belly, and gently began sucking the strangely pointed tip at the end of his penis. The dog’s musky scent filled her nostrils as he began squirting small sprays of precum into her receptive mouth. She hummed gratefully, a signal to the dog that she was pleased by his behavior. The precum began to increase.

Meanwhile, Bob moved behind Molly, knelt between her calves, and grasped her hips, his warm hands gripping her firm flesh. He leaned over and kissed each ass cheek several times. While he was kissing, he moved one hand to the small of her back, holding her in place, while his other hand went up between her thighs to cup and rub her sex.

Her mouth full of dog cock, Molly moaned deep in her throat as she felt Bob’s hand exploring her intimate area. Rex, who had laid his head down, enjoying Molly’s canine blow job, wriggled his ears and looked briefly at her, wondering if she was growling. But as her lips and tongue continued stimulating him, he settled back down in doggy bliss. Molly shuffled her thighs a little wider apart, letting Bob know he was welcome to explore and use her like this.

Bob took her cue. He worked two of his fingers in and out of her ‘honey pot’, stirring the honey inside it until it drooled into the palm of his hand. Smearing that fluid all over his cock, lubing it, he placed the cock head at Molly’s slit, gliding it up and down. Swipe after gentle swipe, the gliding motions parted her labia until he could feel his cock head positioned at her warm, wet, entrance. “Here it comes,” he told her. Holding his cock at its base with one hand to aim it, and his other hand at the small of Molly’s back to hold her steady, he pressed forward.

Molly felt her sensitive entrance stretch open, quickly followed by that sensation of her tunnel being dilated and simultaneously filled with Bob’s cock. It was a heady, wonderful sensation. It was gratifying. “This is why I have a pussy,” she thought. “It’s being used for its proper purpose – the first step on its journey of fulfillment.” She almost choked, giggling, on Rex’s cock as she considered that word: fulfillment. After all, Bob’s cock was certainly FILLing her pussy FULL at the moment! FULL-FILL-ment indeed!

Her levity quickly transformed into heightening arousal, though, as Bob grabbed her hips and began pumping his cock in and out of her cunt with long, satisfying strokes. “He seems to have a lot of pent-up sexual energy. After all, Sarah has been gone for a while. I bet his cock has not felt the snug walls of a pussy for quite some time,” Molly mused, half distracted by the dog’s cock in her mouth, and his fur brushing her cheek.

As she felt Bob screwing her lustily, Molly indicated her encouragement to him by moaning happily on Rex’s cock, while swallowing his canine precum. There was no indication that her moaning upset or confused the dog at all, since his cock produced more and more fluids. Some dribbled from her lips when Bob’s cock stroked an extra sensitive place, making her gasp.

“You’re a fantastic fuck, Molly,” Bob exclaimed in a breathy voice, as his vigorous pounding made her breasts and ass jiggle enticingly. Normally, he would have paced himself, but Molly was mischievously flexing and relaxing her cunt muscles, making her cunt feel like a grasping/relaxing hand wearing a velvet glove, driving him into a frenzy.

Molly wanted Bob to cum. She wanted to feel him dump his load into her depths. She didn’t want him to hold back one iota. She had been craving being fucked with passion. Of course, the dogs had been fucking her hard and fast, with animalistic intent. But they were really being driven by a biological imperative: impregnate the bitch. She could fool herself into feeling their intensity was passion, well enough to enjoy it.

But hearing Bob’s ragged breathing, the thumping of his heart, his incoherent utterances as she felt him seize her hips and use her cunt as his personal fuck toy – this was passion. Passion of a former lover, and a good friend. Now a ‘friend with benefits’ in her mind, apparently with Sarah’s blessing. Her head and shoulders were lowered to permit her to service Rex orally, placing her in a very submissive posture before Bob’s eyes.

Bob had watched Molly suck dogs and fuck dogs. He had been aroused by seeing her naked body in all its glory as she knelt to be mounted. And now she was kneeling submissively before him, lifting her ass up into his grasp, offering her cunt to be used for his pleasure. She had overtly invited him to do so, saying she wanted his dick in her pussy – flexing that pussy to milk him. His sensations peaked with no warning. “Unnnnngghhh,” he cried out as his cock began hosing Molly’s cunt.

Molly didn’t need a verbal confirmation from Bob that his ejaculation had begun. The telltale twitching of his dick inside her had signaled that his cock was about to spew. That twitching was coupled with the fact that, like most males, he stopped pumping his cock in and out at that moment. He drove his cock as deeply into her cunt as he could, and held her steady as his cock spurted and spurted.

Since she was intent on pleasuring him at the moment, she was not caught up in the throes of her own orgasm. This allowed her to consider, “He probably stops like this to savor the feel of the discharge of his seed into me. I’ll have to ask him later about that. Whatever the reason, it lets me be more aware of receiving his cum, too.”

Even though the volume of Bob’s cum was significant, not much spilled out – Molly’s tilted torso drained his fluids to the bottom of her cunt and into her womb.

“Sorry I came so fast, Molly,” Bob apologized. “It just felt so damn good, I couldn’t stop.”

Interrupting her sucking briefly, Molly replied, “It’s OK, Bob. I was deliberately forcing that first load out of you as fast as possible. If you can stay inside me while I suck off Rex, please do.” She stretched her lips quite wide to re-wrap them around the dog’s huge cock, and began sucking and swallowing anew.

To keep his cock firm, Bob began pumping inside her pussy again. He had to pump a little harder than earlier to get enough friction to stimulate himself and maintain his erection. His pelvis bumped against Molly’s ass a split second before his ball sack slapped against her pussy lips. The jostling of her body in this manner caused Molly’s lips to bob back and forth on Rex’s cock, as if he was fucking her mouth.

Rex made a growl/groan sound and began humping his hips, setting up his own mouth-fucking rhythm.

Molly could not get a good angle to take the entire length of Rex’s cock into her mouth and throat. Instead, she carefully created a partial ring with the thumb and fingers of one hand, and let that begin bumping Rex’s knot. This gave the dog the illusion that his knot was finally poking its way into his bitch’s vaginal opening. His humping motion increased, and Molly tightened the ring around the top of his knot.

Rex stopped humping and began squirting such a rush of semen into Molly’s mouth that her cheeks bulged from the sudden pressure. Swallowing as fast as she could to prevent choking, she was still not able to contain the massive torrent. His semen spurted between her lips and his cock, and even out of her nose, pooling on his belly.

She drank everything remaining in her mouth, licked Rex’s cock fairly clean, and then began sucking and licking the pool of semen on his belly. Rex tolerated this briefly, then scuttled out from under her head, retreated a short distance away, and settled down to do his own cock and belly cleaning with his long tongue.

Molly raised her head and shoulders, but remained in her hands and knees stance, focusing now on the feel of Bob’s cock sliding inside the recesses of her cunt. Looking over her shoulder, she caught his attention saying, “Now, Sir, will you please fuck me until I cum? Please? Your cock feels so good inside my pussy. Ooooooo! I feel your warm cum oozing out as you fuck me!”

Inspired by Molly’s plea, especially when he heard words like ‘fuck’, ‘cock’, ‘pussy’, and ‘oozing’, Bob felt his dick stiffen. He pulled his cock backwards, looking at it as it emerged. It was all slimy with his cum, mixed with Molly’s cunt fluids. He could smell the heady aroma of that mixture – the scent of lust! Knowing his erection was firm again, he pulled his cock all the way out of Molly, to see her mildly gaping cunt hole. What a sight! Puffy labia formed soft pillows around the pink, wet opening.

Several times, he jabbed his cock to its hilt within that dilated hole, smacking the puffy pussy lips with his balls, and then again pulling his cock all the way out. Each penetration fueled his passion for this woman kneeling before him. Each penetration caused a lewd squishing and sucking sound that thrilled them both.

Molly grunted with delight at each deep poke of his cock. In her mind’s eye, she visualized how her cunt was staying open, inviting the cock to re-enter each time it vacated. The imagined scene of her raw sex on display for Bob excited her as much as did the feeling his cock slam home, with the resultant ball slap to her labia. “Yes! Yes! Fuck me!” she groaned.

“Spread your ass cheeks apart, you little slut,” he commanded affectionately. “Let me get as deep as I can!”

Molly turned her head sideways and lowered her shoulders to the floor once again, freeing her hands. Reaching behind her, she grasped her butt firmly, and pulled sideways. She felt air touch her ass hole as her actions parted her central crack, and knew her display was even more obscene now. “Like this?” she gasped.

“Just like that, you little minx!” Bob chortled. Gleefully he plowed his cock all the way into her sheath, feeling the cock head bottom out as her ass slapped against his pelvis. Leaving his cock deep inside her, he began grinding against her, leaning forward to reach under her and cup her dangling tits. As he massaged them, feeling their engorged nipples poking out of their crinkled areolae, he heard sounds of satisfaction murmured from Molly’s lips. He looked at her face, seeing her eyes closed in blissful concentration, focused on the stimulation of cunt and tits.

“Oh Bob, this is fantastic! I’m getting close! Please don’t stop! Please keep fucking. Yessss…” her voice trailed off. She was panting hard now, and had to wet her lips, her pink tongue tip appearing, sweeping along each lip, and vanishing again.

Bob remembered that tongue on his cock earlier. How its tips had probed his cock slit. The almost electric stimulation that Molly could produce with that tongue. His cock head swelled a little more, and he began pistoning her cunt once again.

Abruptly, she raised herself back up onto her hands and knees, using her hands to brace against him as she began humping his cock with her cunt.

This new position allowed Bob to shift one hand away from her tit to slide it underneath her torso, down her belly, past her mound, seeking the place where her labia joined. When he got close, he moved his finger sideways to pick up some fluids that leaked from the place where his cock stroked in and out with an incessant rhythm. His now-lubed finger searched and found its ultimate target, probing delicately at her folds, feeling the tiny, firm rod of her clit. He teased it with his moistened finger.

“OMG!” Molly cried out as Bob began stimulating her clit, her outburst making Rex prick up his ears in confusion. The dog noted the two humans; noted that nothing much had really changed; noted that the bitch was just being vocal when mounted; gave the equivalent of a canine shrug, and went back to the important task of fastidiously licking his cock and balls.

Molly’s toes curled. “Almost! Almost!” she gasped as she felt her tummy muscles starting to flutter.

Bob himself was close, but he was determined to make his friend and coworker cum before he did. He focused less on the sensations coming from his cock, and more on those coming from his finger at Molly’s clit. He blindly, but carefully, moved his finger along the clit shaft, barely grazing its sensitive head, knowing such tiny touches would drive Molly wild.

It worked.

Her whole body stiffened momentarily, then began shaking as she shrieked, “OHHH! FUCK!” signaling the onset of her climax. Bob softly pressed his fingertip on her clit head. Well, as softly as was possible with Molly thrashing on the end of his cock. She rammed her ass back against his pelvis, her ass cheeks vibrating up and down as her cunt swallowed his cock completely. The contractions created by her vaginal tunnel muscles created such a milking, sucking action that Bob was unable to hold back any longer. Nor did he want to. He joined Molly in orgasm, his balls unloaded again, drenching her cunt with semen.

An onlooker, such as Rex, would discern no movement by the couple at this point, other than the contortions of their faces as they came. Each wanted to be deeply joined to the other as Bob spurted his seed into Molly’s womb, so their bodies were rigidly locked for this timeless moment. True, an onlooker would hear them though. Hear them making incoherent sounds of pleasure. Hear them panting, sucking greedy gasps of air, due to their exertions. And also see their bodies glistening with the sweat generated by their intense muscle action.

After a while, Bob’s cock softened, and he could not stop it from slipping out of her pussy. Once it came free, air that had been forced inside her by his cock burped out of her now unplugged opening with the wet, bubbling sound of air trapped in semen. Molly looked over her shoulder at Bob and giggled, unembarrassed. He smiled at her and laughed along with her merriment. They both felt wonderful.

As Bob climbed off her, Molly gratefully rolled over and settled down on her back, sighing. “Wow, that felt good!” she exclaimed. “It’s been a long time, but that was well worth the wait. Thank you.”

“No, sweetie, thank you,” Bob countered. “That was amazing, simply amazing. Thank you for inviting me to unload these swollen balls like that,” he said, pointing at his groin. “Your passion for fucking never ceases to amaze me.”

Molly looked at his soft, sloppy, cum-covered cock. “Come here and dangle that cock of yours into my mouth,” she whispered. “I want to clean it, but I’m too spent to get up right now.”

Never one to pass up such an offer, Bob did as she asked, almost doing a kneeling push up as he straddled her face sideways, and lowered his cock into her waiting mouth. He felt her begin sucking and licking it clean. The sensations were pleasant, but he himself was too spent to get another erection at the moment.

As Molly was occupied, Rex stood up and trotted over to her. Molly heard his paws on the floor, but could not see anything – her view was blocked by Bob’s pelvis. Rex sniffed Molly’s sex. Molly felt the air movement and the touch of some whiskers on her thigh. Her lips on Bob’s cock formed into a smile.

“I bet I know what Rex wants,” she thought to herself. She parted her thighs in invitation. Rex needed no command to be told to lick semen from a bitch’s cunt. It was something he did naturally after breeding them. Apparently it did not matter to him if the semen was canine or human. His tongue flipped out and he began lapping. Molly’s resultant moan of pleasure vibrated Bob’s cock, still deep in her mouth.

Bob turned his head to watch Rex. “He’s really going to town, Molly,” he told her, unnecessarily. Unnecessarily, because she could feel how rapidly Rex was lapping at her. She could feel him dig his tongue deeply into her cunt, curling its tip to lap the cum out of her. Maybe it did matter that it was human cum. Maybe Rex was saying, in his own fashion, “Hey, get this foreign seed out of my bitch!” Whatever was his imperative, he ate Molly’s cunt thoroughly, seemingly determined to get every dram of Bob’s cum out of her.

When Rex’s tongue found the sensitive button of Molly’s cervix, it must’ve detected small dribbles of cum leaking out of her uterus and back into her vagina. He redoubled his efforts, washing that sensitive little mound of flesh with his soft, hot tongue. Molly suddenly pushed upwards on Bob’s hips to free her mouth for a scream. “Oh shit, Rex! I’m cumming, you lovely beast!” she cried. Her heels hammered on the floor, but Rex’s snout pinned her in place until her cunt flooded with a fresh load of her bitch cum.

Giving Molly a few, tentative final licks, Rex snorted, as if satisfied with a job well done, and trotted away, circled twice, and settled to the floor again. Molly slumped like a rag doll as her orgasm ebbed away. Without a word, Bob signaled Rex, and padded naked out into the yard to take the dog to his kennel. Returning, he scooped up Molly, took her over to the comfortable sofa, pulled her into an embrace, and covered their nude bodies with a soft blanket. They dozed together, replete for the moment.